On the bustling main road, a red-robed young man rode a horse, galloping through the commercial street and leaving a dusty sky, the red-robed young man's hair was like black jade, glowing with a faint luster, his fair face was angular, and under the sword eyebrows of the oblique flying heroic, there was a pair of dark and deep eyes, full of charming color, slender and tall, with a bad smile with a trace of uninhibited!

The red-robed young man stopped in front of a magnificent house with blue bricks and blue tiles, and the plaque was impressively written with iron hooks and silver strokes, and the two big characters "Zhangfu" were vigorous and powerful!

Yes, the red-robed young man is Zhang Qingyun, who has just returned from the Qing Mansion, and the servant at the door saw a young man in a red robe galloping wildly from a distance, although he didn't see what he looked like, but he could ride a horse on this street, and the one wearing a red robe must be his own young master.

The two servants had already greeted him, and skillfully took the reins, "Young Master, you're back."

"Hmm" Zhang Qingyun turned over and dismounted, hummed casually, and went straight into the mansion.

When Zhang Qingyun walked away, the two dared to whisper, "San'er, do you say that the young master has any special habits?

"Since the old man has been out for two years, the young master's personality has become extremely weird" As soon as the servant named San'er said this, the servant who led the horse slapped him on the head and interrupted him!

"Be careful, the wall has ears, how the young master acts, it's not up to us to manage, just honestly watch the door," the horse-leading servant said with palpitations.

In the courtyard, a rickety old man wearing navy blue, satin brocade clothes, with a moon-white belt tied around his waist, with a thunder pattern silver belt, nearly seventy years old, and sparse hair, saw Zhang Qingyun coming from outside the door, with a smile on his shriveled face, "The young master is back, is the matter going well? The meal has been delivered to the room" The old man is very thoughtful, and he has been working on all the big and small things in the house for thirty years.

Hearing the old man speak, Zhang Qingyun said gently, "Uncle Zhang, I'm back, old rules" Zhang Qingyun is very respectful to the old man, since Zhang Qingyun was born, it has been Uncle Zhang who takes care of his own food and clothing, and now he is his only relative in Tianwu Kingdom.

Returning to his house, looking at the table full of wine and food, in the empty big house, he was alone, Zhang Qingyun's mood was a little low, "What's wrong with my father, I have been out for ten years, and there is no news, and now I have no relatives in Tianwu Kingdom except for Uncle Zhang" Zhang Qingyun sighed, his eyes were a little trance.

Tianwu Kingdom is a third-level country in the Seven Absolute Continent, the reason why the Seven Absolute Continent is called the Seven Absolute Continent is to start from the spiritual root, the spiritual root attributes have gold, wood, water, fire, earth, ice and wind, but there is also a kind of spiritual root in the legend, known as the thunder spiritual root, which makes other monks frightened in the thunder tribulation, can be handled calmly, it is precisely because of the scarcity of the thunder spiritual root that the continent has been named the Seven Absolute by countless generations of ancestors!

Among the Seven Absolute Continents, there are countless countries like the Tianwu Kingdom, and within the scope of the Tianwu Kingdom alone, there are thirty subordinate second-level countries and nine hundred subordinate first-class countries!

"It won't be long before my eighteenth birthday will be my birth, and I will be able to step into the path of immortality and seek the path of immortality. Zhang Qingyun clenched his fists, he was finally eighteen years old, his father Zhang Wenshan had told him countless times that he must not set foot on the fairy road before the age of eighteen!

Zhang Qingyun was puzzled by his father's words, Zhang Qingyun asked his father many times, why other children can test the spiritual root at the age of eight and step into the immortal path, but he has to wait until he is eighteen years old, whenever this time Zhang Wenshan will, looking up at the boundless starry sky, his eyes are full of affection, silent!

This is also the reason why Zhang Qingyun always likes to meet in person before everyone gets married, and seeing Fangrong is just incidental, mainly because he wants to see the spiritual roots of other people!

Why don't you look at men? What does this look like? Zhang Qingyun of the Zhang family went to the new house to be alone with the groom when a certain son married a wife? If you have such a special habit, you will really sit down! Why do you choose everyone's ladies, because the ancestors of wealthy families, or their fathers, are all high-level monks, so the chance of appearing spiritual roots is much greater than that of ordinary people!

And being forced to reveal the spiritual root, this is a taboo in the cultivation world, just like you won't tell your life and death opponent, what hole card you are, if there is no protection from a powerful force, this may bring disaster to you and your family!

There are so many cultivators, the resources are limited, and the places that can bring great benefits are all mastered! Just imagine that your opponent, or among the lower classes, there are young people who are full of potential that you can't control, and in ten or a hundred years, you will become a stumbling block for them to block their immortality, and all people or things that block immortality will be ruthlessly crushed!

The cruelty of the cultivation realm can be seen, this is not the cradle of genius, but the nightmare of genius! Unless you have a strong background, family, sect, this is why young people without a background will flock to the sect, not only can you survive, the sect will also cultivate you and make you strong!

His own incomprehension and doubts, until the day Zhang Wenshan went out, told Zhang Qingyun seriously, "This is what your mother meant, this is also the only gift your mother can give you, if you step into the immortal path too early, you will only give your mother to you in vain..."

Thinking of his mother, whom he had never met before, and his father who had left a foreign country, Zhang Qingyun secretly vowed that he must become stronger, find his mother in person, and reunite the family!

"I will!" Zhang Qingyun stroked the only red robe left behind when his father left, and his eyes were full of determination! It is strange that although this red robe has an ordinary style, Zhang Qingyun wore it when he was a child, and now that he has grown up, it also fits, and this red robe is spotless, since he discovered this secret, Zhang Qingyun has never worn other clothes!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by an old voice, "Young master, do you want to go see an auction" Uncle Zhang didn't come in, just asked softly at the door.

Hearing this, Zhang Qingyun said lightly, "What good things can there be in the auction in Xuancheng, don't go"

"I heard that this time, the three major factions have obtained a lot of things from the depths of Qushan, and there are countless dead and injured masters for this, maybe there are materials that can help the young master refine his body" Zhang Bo did not refute, but continued.

"Okay, prepare the carriage" This sentence moved Zhang Qingyun, although he can't cultivate immortals for the time being, but the Ganglei Dao taught by his father is a body refining exercise, and the body refining materials prepared are still a main ingredient, so it's good to go and take a look.

If it was just Zhang Qingyun himself, he would definitely choose to ride a horse fast, but with Uncle Zhang, who was over seventy years old, Zhang Qingyun chose to take a carriage.

The carriage drove on the spacious street for nearly an hour, and finally stopped at the gate of the splendid auction hall, "I'm old, this boat is tired, my old bones are going to break" Zhang Bo looked at Zhang Qingyun, who was only slightly tired, and sighed sincerely.